First of all, I always want to say ‘instant messenging’, which just sounds stupid and I have to correct myself.
I’ve recently gone back to the perilous world of online dating, after a long break. So have been doing a lot of IMing with, of all people, men. I’m not saying women have a birthright of genius when it comes to technologically advanced communication, but my experiences have led me to conclude that a great deal of the men that I chat with are not very good at communicating via IM. I only IM with a very small number of women who are already close with me, so my sample on that side is limited.
Men and women and others: Do not IM me and then sit there silent and expect me to fucking entertain you!! Do you not have any questions for me, men that have connected with me via online dating? At the very least, do you not see that I am asking you questions and making remarks and being very conversational, in the hopes that you will take a hint and talk also? Were you born in a barn, did your mother not teach you that a polite man will make conversation and not sit there like a bump? Now, there are a few of you that just don’t read quickly and/or type quickly. I can recognize you quickly and then I know to initiate an invitation to a real-life meeting ASAP with little IM contact. I’ve already determined that I probably won’t like you, because you don’t seem very smart, but I might go ahead and meet you anyway, maybe you just come across badly when you IM. But the rest of you, the ones that are intelligent and otherwise wonderful people- either learn the etiquette of IM and practice it, or just don’t IM! If you can’t read fast and type fast, call! At least I can get other things done while I’m on the phone.
Speaking of getting things done- I’m a single mom who works all day, doesn’t get home until after 6 most days, and I have shit to do! Just because you’re a single guy and have all the time in the world to sit there and let me entertain you for hours, doesn’t mean I do! Do NOT get pissy and whine that I’m blowing you off because my kid wants food and there’s a million things to do and I can’t return your post-work message! Either wait until after 8:30pm like I ask you to do in the beginning, or fuck off!
Another thing, when I say I have to go, please do not spend the next 20 minutes saying
goodnight
sleep tight
don’t let the bedbugs bite
have a good day at work tomorrow
i will talk to you tomorrow ok
one more thing
have a good sleep
i will look at the stars tonight and dream of the day when i can hold you in my arms
what did you say your name was again?
ok
good night
see ya
i’ll miss you
ok
bye.
Maybe it’s become passe, what with the texting and whatever else it is that the kids do nowadays, but I find IM an excellent medium for expressing short bits of information, a few jokes, deep feelings, what have you, instantly. Without having to talk on the phone or take 20 minutes to text out a message and wait 20 minutes for another one since people my age aren’t very quick at it. Of course, the world of IM is not without it’s pitfalls. I do have to remain invisible on Yahoo, the only one I really use, because perverts, basement-dwellers, and weirdos like to spend their time IMing random women that live across the country out of the blue to say something perverted and/or weird. Plus you never know who, out of your IMing past, has not deleted you as a contact and can see you every time you log on and that makes me feel icky for some reason. Like they can see you but you can’t see them.
People, people, IMing has the potential to be a wonderful thing. You are fucking it up for me. Please stop.